Offbeat

Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under NaPoMo 2009, Poetry, humor, humor noir, rhyme, satire, whimsy

NaPoMo poem #18-A

This is poem eighteen-A of the poems I will write this April, in honor of National Poetry Month, as proclaimed by the Academy of American Poets.

This poem was inspired by a prompt at Sunday Scribblings. Prompt was “language”.

• NOTE: these poems will all essentially be early drafts, so edits may occur after their initial posting.

 

Offbeat

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it’s fine that logic’s lost behind me
I might just loose my mind completely
sanity is overrated
it don’t mean much you see

so who’s to say that I can’t fly
and whose right is it to question why
I wear my trousers inside out
it keeps the pockets dry

I see you smirking at my hat
it’s aluminum foil – imagine that
it helps with my cell phone reception
and fascinates my cat

yes I do lose track of time
days and weeks – is that a crime
you know it’s all just one’s perspective
you’ve got yours I’ve got mine

and I’ve a language of my own
like no other that you’ve known
I speak it only to myself
when I am all-alone

now if you see me on the street
ignore the cowbells on my feet
I’ve chosen to live my life my way
I’m not nuts — I’m just offbeat

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rob kistner © 2009

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5 Responses to “Offbeat”

  1. Nairobi Says:
    April 19th, 2009 at 5:16 am

    Hi Rob,
    Simply loved each and every bit of this post.
    Quite humurous and conveys the message well too.
    Way to go!!

    Here’s mine:

    http://songofsea.wordpress.com/2009/04/08/celebrate-that-wait/

  2. Ralph Ivy Says:
    April 22nd, 2009 at 9:54 am

    Being offbeat is on the mark from this person’s stand. One reward to age (three-score and ten and counting) is the freedom to merge life and dreams. A friend bought me a New Yorker fedora for Christmas and for 3 months now I have been Ralph Chandler, P.I., walking the dark backstreets of these Ozark Hills, sketchpad ready, pen cocked, ready to deal with whatever high-heeled doll life may bring. “Hi, babe,” I will say, lighting my fag, flipping open a new page. I practice each day.

  3. Rob Kistner Says:
    April 22nd, 2009 at 10:25 am

    Nairobi -

    I’m pleased this made you smile… ;)

    …rob

  4. Rob Kistner Says:
    April 22nd, 2009 at 10:31 am

    Ralph -

    Very cool my friend, very cool!

    Don’t ever let anyone brow beat you with reality - because there is none…

    We’re each makin’ our own movie, and if someone doesn’t like the way mine’s playin’, the exit is over there - and don’t let the door hit you in the ass as you leave… ;)

    …rob

  5. Rinkly Rimes Says:
    April 23rd, 2009 at 2:21 am

    I wont ask how you got inside THAT mind!

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